Here's a little one for today!
As always, I don't own SNK or any of its characters.
There was one thing that Armin hated about Jean: he flirted with people without meaning to. It was just the way he was. Little things like how he would wink thanks to the bartender or chat with the cashier. Armin often found himself feeling very jealous but he knew he didn't have the right to be. They weren't technically together or anything. They had been on a few unofficial dates but that was really it.
One day they were going to have one of their famous unofficial dates at a coffee shop. Armin arrived a bit early and got in line to order. When it was his turn, the barista looked him up and down before smiling.
"What can I get for you, cutie?" Armin blinked in surprise.
What?
"A- A mocha latte please." The guy looked at him right in the eye and Armin looked away blushing with embarrassment. The guy gave a laugh that sounded almost… fond.
"Aright! I'll add a cookie into the order; on the house." Armin looked up and the guy winked at him.
Is he… flirting with me?
The blonde really didn't know how to react to this. He stuttered. The guy seemed to find it endearing. He took the cup for the blonde's coffee.
"Is your name as cute as the rest of you?" The blue eyed boy hopped he wasn't blushing too badly. For a second he didn't understand what the guy was asking but he saw the marker in his hand.
"A- Armin." The guy looked at him for a moment before smiling down at the cup and writing something down.
"I was right then." The blonde paid for his things and thanked the barista, trying to ignore the way the guy's hand lingered on his own when he handed him the change.
When he stepped away he couldn't help chuckle. Someone had flirted with him? He could hardily believe it.
His coffee was soon ready. He smiled when he saw it next to a plate with a warm cookie on it. He looked back at the guy and mouthed thanks. The guy made a "call me" gesture. Armin blinked in confusion then looked at his cup. There was a number written on it and the name "Eric". Without making any promises, the blonde waved goodbye before walking to an empty table. As he took a bite off his cookie he wondered, if he hadn't met Jean, would he have called?
A few minutes later, Jean arrived. He ruffled Armin's hair in greeting.
"Sorry If I made you wait for long."
"I got here early. Want some cookie?"
Jean didn't order anything. He sat down in front of Armin and they chatted amiable for a while. Armin took a sip of his coffee and Jean caught sight of the writing on his cup.
"Who's Eric?"
Armin almost choked on his drink but he pretended like it was nothing. He gave a slightly nervous chuckled.
"The barista. He was just being nice. He-"
"He flirted with you." Armin blushed and looked away.
"A little." He finally looked up to see Jean glaring daggers at the barista. Was Jean… Jealous?
Armin suddenly really felt like laughing because the idea seemed so ridiculous. Being jealous was Armin's thing not Jean's! Armin let himself smile as he took another sip from his drink.
"That bastard!" Jean suddenly exclaimed with a scowl. He took one of Armin's hands in his own and held it over the table. "You're taken."
The blonde's eyes widened as he stared at Jean. The taller boy blushed and looked away. "Well we've kind of been dating for a while so we are together, no?" Armin laughed.
"But you're always flirting with other people. Even in front of me!" Jean looked genuinely confused.
"I do?" Now he looked guilty. Armin thought he looked like a kicked puppy and that was enough to melt his heart. He reached over the table and gave Jean a tiny kiss on the nose.
"Don't worry about it." Jean smiled brightly. It turned into a smirk when he looking over the blonde's shoulder and saw a disappointed look on Eric's face.